My King Gets No Gold
These tired eyes sick of mourning...
Oh if I could only see
The fallen angel, silver wings...
The wings were so full and white.
The eyes bluer than the sky...
Run through the moonlight,
Run through the stars...
In the day I sleep, in the night I dine
Feeding from those whom often decline...
The Rainbow Pack is my home now,
Living in protection and love...
Waiting in the shadow,
a place unknown...
What is this torment with which you have laid upon...
That thou thought that my body would give way to...
Full moon shining
shine so bright...
I am an angel.
I am the wolf...
While my dark lover waits.
Looking out the, darkened window...
I walk up the trail
That lead to the door...